Say my name and move your hand and i cringe
because a few other's hands weren't as friendly
maybe just a few too many
please don't get mad when i flinch
we both know it's not my fault
that whenever someone gets in my way i halt in my tracks
because i can't backtrack quite right
my memory has blank spots
like i never thought
i never thought that anyone would like me
But sweetie you've proven i'm worthy of maybe a little bit of affection
i can't remember huge chunks of my life
it's like a knife running through my memory
cutting specific chunks away
i could never forget you day to day
maybe over a month
don't worry i'm just kidding
i couldn't forget someone who's so good to me

I may have developed a little bit of an obsession
every time that you're gone there's misplaced affection
you said it was an open relationship
why does everything else feel so wrong?
if we were talking love
you have made it to the championships
This is a poem not a song
i can't think of a line to rhyme with love
i swear i'm not adorable

That reminds me i have to sing you all of those sappy songs
because it makes me feel better
i can't be too loud
or i might get into trouble
but i really doubt you would tell me to stop it forever
even if i think i sound terrible
you think it's at least bearable
considering you tolerate it so

even when i'm feeling so low
you're consistently patient with me annoyingly telling you to **** me
you're the only one i trust with the task sweetie
i swear there is nowhere better to go
than closer to you
there's nothing i'd rather do
except maybe eat a burrito
That may have just ruined it?

Apparently i'm you
and you're me
that's not all we can be
Love you, Alex